by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Christo-Caucasian-Masculinity, To all three, I have an intimate affinity. If this makes me your worst enemy, May you find in God's love, the remedy, To the missed occasion to find the friend in me.
Category: Poetry
Redeye Over Boston
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Courtesy Google Maps Boston Harbor, plump old daughter of the Revolution, exhaustedBut content from the rigors of a tightly bobby-pinned, puritanical day,Sits stuffed in her bath. Her fleshy legs and heels propped, straddling the edges of the tub. Buoyant breasts and hips, gently bobbing above the water's surface,She silently contemplates, … Continue reading Redeye Over Boston
Crumbs Upon the Kitchen Floor
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Grain is gold against autumn’s withering dust To be gathered up, carted, and stored. And, drawn down for my winter’s crust, Till all remains are crumbs upon the kitchen floor. While new-seed still sleeps within its sack, And the tools on racks, still burnish rusty stain, The blossoms … Continue reading Crumbs Upon the Kitchen Floor
The Road Taken
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Howard Sochurek—The LIFE Picture Collection/Getty Images I must admit, I took the other road than he.More trod perhaps, more free,Of bramble, brush, and tangled ivy poetry.But, still I managed to get lost,(Lost time an extra cost).The path drew off to the left, then right, crisscrossed.Now straight-away I stood toe … Continue reading The Road Taken
Truth
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 RelativizedRomanticizedPopularizedPatronizedJeopardizedMonetizedFranchisedSanitizedMonopolizedRealizedBaptizedCanonizedVillainizedAnalyzedVulcanizedPlagiarizedPack of liesPrioritizedPushed asideRadicalizedCapitalizedSecuritizedFactualizedActualizedImmortalizedSpecializedIodizedFantasizedFanaticizedFractionalizedMarbleizedCaramelizedTrivializedHow unwiseFrench fries On the sideDisenfranchisedRevitalizedCrystalizedDigitized“Sunshine in my eyesAlways makes me cry”SpatializedEasternizedWesternizedAfricanizedAmericanizedHomogenizedStandardizedUN oversizedFull of spiesHard to tell who’s on our sideCapsizedMarginalizedJust along for the rideOpen wide, here comes the tide“Step on through to the other side”ConceptualizedPenny wiseTie-died and PicklizedArtist little known and penniless until after he … Continue reading Truth
Kadan
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Little man, what keeps you there?The bed-rail set so low, that you can clear,But, love of me, and perhaps, a little fear,Of what you'll find, or how to steer?Little boy, loved so dear.All quiet; only sleep's soft breath, I hear.If low set rails could keep you near,Forever in my … Continue reading Kadan
Opened Letter
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 So, you say, daddy wouldn't approve of meWho are you to even make that call?Maybe you really didn't know daddy at all.It's getting so I can't even talk to you freely. Why is this all such a shock to you,After all the miles I've walked with you.It wasn't that I … Continue reading Opened Letter
Then, It Wasn’t, But
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Then it was easier, wasn't it, but...With eyes so blind,And wide-open mind,And, heart slammed tightly shut,To the truth. It wasn't my truth.It would take a greater sleuth,Than ever I was, just to find it.To pull back the cover-up, unwind it.Then it was easier, wasn't it, but...Then I couldn't see, … Continue reading Then, It Wasn’t, But
Maureen
by Paul C. Binotto © 2012 My daughter came to me when she was eighteen. I missed her coos, her cries, her wiggles. Her bows, pig tails, her “whys?”, her pouts, and giggles. All that happened in between then and eighteen. Only four months, maybe six, before she’d leave, On her own, still so … Continue reading Maureen
Islands and Promontories
by Paul C. Binotto © 2019 Edgartown was blowing down All round, St. Lizzies, winds were howling “I do”, “we do”, our love’s crowning Rings were rounding, all around. We. Peggy on her hands and knees crawling, Out of her sea tub, rising, reaching. Rivulets of soapy water falling, Down the smooth contours of … Continue reading Islands and Promontories
Fostertales 